Heading to the mall on the day before Christmas is a tradition for many. You can be 100% sure that nobody is kicking tires. Serious men are there to get in, shop, and get out. It doesn’t matter if that nightgown for your wife is too small, or if the official Red Ryder carbine action, 200-shot, air rifle is a little big for baby. Desperate times call for desperate measures, but sometimes questionable decisions are made.
Case in point, this first-generation Chrysler 300C started off life as a full-size family sedan, destined for a life of anonymous grocery-getting.
But this flamboyant East York motorist has bejeweled and bedazzled their way into local mythology. Crystals, semi-precious stones and religious icons have morphed the car into the most ostentatious machine at the mall.
